Luyện nghe bài hát Moshin' In The Nite

Litza's teeth tear the cork the wine
His hunger is so now
The sight of guy makes me insane
Let him go faster - I will stop
The iron dogs of the city arrive
are excited and ready to mosh
Glass-eyed corpses will fall down
They will be out and the new will
Yeah, scream of axes, such a noisy
Don't preach to me here, my situation
Yeah guys are droppin' dead now
There'll be a ton of puke - one of the attractions
Reinforcements are comin' - I'm myself
I won't drop so fast, to no one
I'm my fingers in her appetising shame
No, not this week, I'm not home!
An dog of the city, a never sober thrasher
haulin', oh, a big sack of joy
The crew's him, rollin' orbits
This night, just the last, some of the guests will drop down
The sun pulls me out of it, oh well
There's no about any overdose
A "Red Barchetta" is through my ears
I'm patiently for a new sack of joy, joy!
It is hittin' us - Adrenalines
And we are not guilty in situation
Litza's greedy jaw is for the foe
Our heads are harder than a rock.